How is your throat ?' asked Nan in her professional tone, which was always a quencher to undue raptures.
'Throat?
Oh, ah! yes, I remember.

It is well.

The effect of that prescription was wonderful.

I'll never call homoeopathy a humbug again.' 'You were the humbug this time, and so were the unmedicated pellets I gave you.

If sugar or milk can cure diphtheria in this remarkable manner, I'll make a note of it.